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Angelwings Ch 1Tom sat at the window, waiting for the inevitable.
Finally the sky was heavy with snow, and bruised clouds hung low to the horizon, turgid with the potential storm. Even the light held a yellow tinge where it managed to seep through to the world below. The ground had been frozen for days, the trees stark and naked against the sky, stretching up their arms as though they wanted to pierce holes in the clouds, but still no snow had come.
Every time he could snatch a glance Tom searched the sky for the first falling flakes. His limbs ached with the need to be outside, his grey eyes glowed with it, his mouth was pinched up with it. His snowshoes
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She looked at herself and knew that this thing would spread. Whether it was age or illness, or both combined, it would spread and overtake her like algae creeping across a pond, until the light was shut out from her eyes and she was trapped and drowning and could not struggle to freedom. It would be how long had the doctor said? Nine months, ten? A year perhaps? If only she could remember his precise words, but instead she had sat in his office with her eyes on small things the edge of the desk, the paint that was beginning to yellow on the window frame thinking of how all these small and tired things woul
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It was an average, ordinary thing for her. It was a beautiful, unappreciated thing, like a swallow of water on a warm day, with no realisation that the beautiful cohesion of two hydrogen and one oxygen molecule would continue to give life and movement to her body. She walked through life like everyone else, a waking moment in the morning, tea slipping down her stagnant throat, the crunch of toast and the sweetness of honey in her mouth. A walk to work, the pavements grey and the sky grey above, the sitting at her desk and moving paper about and the constant fluorescent hum of the computer monitor as the mouse made spider tracks acros
Mollie's Ribbons I grew up in a small town just a few dozen miles from the closest water sourcea slowly shrinking aquifer that squatted underneath the seat of Thompson County, our neighborly border. Fortunately, we hadn't yet been quite as devastated by our annual droughts as those in Oklahoma and Texas. Rumors would occasionally drift in with a tumbleweed traveler about how bad the deep South had dried up into nothing but an old dusty lake bed, but these flashes of news were too few and too far between to be counted on as up to date or even true.
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